A Bad Time For Pagna

When Aurora opened her eyes, strange scents wafted into her nose. The burning of incense that she wasn't quite used to, compared to her rush of chemical bed cleaners and fruity magical room fresheners she had at home.

Immediately, a panic had set in her heart. She looked around and noticed multiple beds, wooden frames, and a bunch of other tools that she had only seen in TV programs but never come across in real life.

"It wasn't a dream… it really wasn't a dream…" Aurora started to immediately sob, as she remembered everything. She had no doubts that it wasn't a dream for the longest time. She could feel everything when she arrived.

She felt the hunger in her stomach from before and the mud splashing on her face, but she had hoped that just maybe it was a trick, a dream of some sort of spell, but she was still in this type of situation.

"I know it can be kinda scary, which is why I'm here to help answer any questions you have."